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Satan's
(J. Lyon/G. Tallent/B. Bandiera)

Down to the
Of a binge
Lost in the
Way out the fringe
He was rolled in Rouge
Now he's barefoot in the
Staring at a
That would make a dead man

Out the levee
The swamp grass is on
You can hear the marsh birds
As the methane drives them
the Devil in the flesh
Walking on water
Holds out a hand
And says "I know you desire"

shoes, Satan's shoes
You want to walk in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, shoes
You want to in Satan's shoes

You've been a loser all your
You're friendless, loveless
been abandoned by your wife
Well, I've got the
That make your life a treat
C'mon, d'ya say
Slip 'em on feet

Well, he 'em on
And they fit like a tooled glove
And that fine Corinthian
just like a mother's love
He howled at the
And he at the sun
Yea, he all of illicit fun

Satan's shoes, Satan's
I to walk around in Satan's shoes
Satan's shoes, shoes
I want to dance in shoes

Ah, people, now
We come to the sad of the story
They found him down
In the mayor's wife's glories
Yeah, he had a time
But it last too long
Now somewhere singing
That old mournful song...you

shoes, Satan's shoes
You to walk around in Satan's shoes
shoes, Satan's shoes
He's stepping out tonight in shoes